Law of Attraction

Law of Attraction is seriously at play...and maybe a bit of restoring some "harmonic emotion" in my life.

So, for about three to four days this week, I was in a ridiculously stressed state. No solid reasons why, I was able to find reasons as to why I shouldn't be stressed about situations, I was able to find the positives in the situations, and I knew that I was actively correcting these situations, so why be stressed? Yeah, I don't know. Except that I simply just got too focused on it and made the situation bigger than it had to be.

Some background: As you may know, one of my biggest dreams is to have a contract role on Days of Our Lives. I know Peter Reckell by way of my boyfriend, whose client is Peter's wife. He knows me; he and his wife have given me some furniture. Neither he or his wife know that I'm an aspiring actress. My apartment manager has had - what I guess you would call - a co-starring role on Days. During that time, my toilet had backed up, and he stopped by to take a look. We got to talking about the industry and of course, his co-starring role, and he learned about my big dream. "Well, would you like to get on as maybe an extra?" he asked. To which I, of course, responded "Sure!" In the back of mind I'm also hoping that it never interferes with getting a contract role down the road. Well, my apt. manager is friends with one of the producers, so he promised to talk to him about it. Rock on!

I ran into my apartment manager yesterday afternoon (again, this is after having a few slumpy, woe-is-me days). As expected, I kept things upbeat ~ "Oh, I'm good! How are you?!" After the everyday greetings, he said that he still had to call his friend about getting me on the show, but he knows that they'll be going on hiatus in a week or so and will be up and running again mid-July. I handed him my business card, which is my headshot on a business card with my name and contact info, to give to his producer-friend. We chatted more about the industry and said our goodbyes.

That evening, Andrew and I went out for dinner. After a few minutes of contemplation and deciding on sushi, but not our usual place, and not in Hollywood (I could not deal with crowds last night), we headed to a place more down the street from me in Studio City. It was a nice change of scenery...and at the end of dinner, just as Andrew is taking care of the bill, and we're laughing about...something...I recognize this guy who's sitting at the table behind Andrew. It's Jay Kenneth Johnson, aka "Philip" on Days! *a small inward excitement dance and giggles* Thank God I have a boyfriend who puts up with me and my small obsessions! ;-) And he also knew who I was talking about since Jay's been on Scrubs a few times, as well. Anyway, I did not stop by his table as we were headed out to say "Hey, I've enjoyed your work" or anything like that; maybe I should've, but for the moment, I'm okay that I didn't. What would happen when I'm cast on Days and have to work with him day-to-day? Can't have him remembering me as "one of those fans." ;-)

Waiting for the valet to bring my car, I remembered that Jay and my apartment manager have also worked together! It was one scene when Philip came to the island to take "his daughter" back and the sheriff (my apt. manager) had to deal with that situation. It's crazy to think how we're all interconnected, and I can't believe how much Days "stuff" I'm attracting. As The Secret says..."Attention goes where energy flows."